There's something very motivating about being home. And not just being where you live: home has a feeling. I had to go somewhere quiet and different than my house, so I went somewhere old and familiar. There was silence, the ticking of a backwards clock I'd helped win at an arcade, a decorated wall I'd designed, and familiar couch cushions. An old friend took the best care of me I could have asked for: coffee and a bagel, a plugged in computer, all for free. I sat and studied by lamplight and smelled the smells and felt the feeling of ancient history and home. I felt more motivated than I have in a long time. Trials and tribulations become almost enjoyable when your soul is taken care of and you're happy.
3/8/11
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